Review: 'Authors Anonymous' stumbles on its own amateur writing

'Author's Anonymous'

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A scene from "Author's Anonymous."

A scene from "Author's Anonymous." (Handout)

Inkoo Kang

The exhausted mockumentary genre provides yet another reason for its demise in "Authors Anonymous," a tenaciously unfunny comedy about an amateur writers group that goes into crisis mode when its dumbest member lands a book deal.

Full of preening idiots whose self-regard dwarfs their talent, director Ellie Kanner's film hews closely to Christopher Guest's now-stale formula but lacks the exceptional performances and the shrugging pragmatism that distinguishes the best of the mockumentary maestro's work.

Well-meaning ditz Hannah (Kaley Cuoco) isn't interested enough in the written word to learn who Jane Austen is. ("I hear she's good. So, go Jane! Keep it up!") The other members of her writers group, then, are understandably upset when she's the first to sell a manuscript.

The characters are too broadly drawn to possess human hearts, but Hannah and Henry (Klein) enjoy an unexpectedly complex relationship: She's frustrated her friendship isn't enough for him, and he feels deceived when he discovers she doesn't follow her own benignly trite advice.